Exorcism
I had been sitting in front of my computer screen for days, reviewing memories of passionate adventures, unable to grab the string that would unfold into something I'd be happy to share. Yes, one story I did not want to expose kept coming back to me, as if to tell me that no other stories would be written until this one had been told. Despite my best effort to push it to the backof my mind, it just slowly wound itself into whatever I was working on, satisfied only when ideas and memories...